[Intro] Guess who's back in the attic Not me — him Black and white menace with a bamboo fetish Yeah [Verse 1] Woke up to a panda in the pantry of my panic Pacing in the attic of the attic, call it frantic Chewin' on the static like my thoughts were tender slats of Bamboo, then he laughed and left the aftermath in traffic Every plan I planted got dismantled, then he stamped it "That's my habit, rabbit" — I'm the landlord, he's the tenant Meetings, meanings, deadlines — he declining while I'm climbing Cartwheels in the cortex, I was trying to keep timing Told him lock the door, he found a floor I never mapped yet Sat dead-center in my skull and called the lease a classic I ain't even mad, I'm just exhausted from the mascot Cute enough to keep, too loud to ever ask it [Pre-Chorus] I said quiet — he went riot I said later — he don't buy it I said focus — he said "bonus" Little ghost and he won't close it [Chorus] Panda in my head, rolling through the thread Black and white, no off switch, eating what I said Panda in my head, won't play dead, won't shed If you catch me laughing at the ceiling — that's him instead [Verse 2] Three a.m. snack attack, noon nap on the synapse Wants the world to hold the clock so he can chew the last laugh Walk into a room and lose the reason I was sent there He's already built a fortress from the letters of my name, yeah Friends like "you look distant" — nah, I'm busy with a side quest Refereeing wildlife in a suit of self, high stress Soft when he wants comfort, wrecks the furniture for fun though Cute enough I keep the lease, I never serve the gun though Call it ADHD with fur and a diploma in destruction He don't pay the bills, he just billows through production I evict him in my journal, he moves back in through the chorus Now the hook's his house and I'm the guest that does the chores, kid [Pre-Chorus] I said leave me — he just cloned it I said peace — he postponed it I said "this is my domain" He said "cool, I'll keep the brain" [Chorus] Panda in my head, rolling through the thread Black and white, no off switch, eating what I said Panda in my head, won't play dead, won't shed If you catch me laughing at the ceiling — that's him instead [Bridge] Maybe he's the simple part that skipped the performance grind Sleep and bamboo, no applause, no finish line in mind Maybe I don't kick him out 'cause silence hits unkind Better fat little ghost upstairs than empty rooms behind [Final Chorus] Panda in my head, rolling through the thread Black and white, no off switch, eating what I said Panda in my head, guess he stays, like I said Smiling at the ceiling — that's the panda in my head
